Chapter Two Hundred Six CANE It's still dark out when I'm shaken out of a dead sleep by Roman. For sreason I'm extremely groggy. Maybe my body's just overtined, 1 don't really know, but when I'm finally able to draw my eyes open, har's fully dressed in hunting gear and I sit up, instantly alert.
"What's going on?" I ask.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe flashesa quick grin. "Don't get up!".
"Why are you dressed?" Again, he smiles, 'Elder Matthew called. He has something he needsto do. Ill be back by late tonight or early tomorrow morning.
I throw the blankets back and prepare to get up. Tll go with you." Roman pressesback down. "No. I don't want anything to interrupt your training. You'll stay here." "But I can help you! What if" "No!" Roman says again, this tmore forcefully. "I need you here. Last night was very wearing on your body. You need adequate rest. 1 don't want you to worry. Matthew just needsto track somebody." He stands and heads for the door. "When I return we'll talk mote about how we're going to take down that shifter you saw." I nod begrudgingly, still a little upset that he wantsto stay here. "My sister called last night." Roman's body tenses with interest and he looks back atover his shoulder. "Oh? What did she want?" I watch him carefully. My sister's no saint and she's had more than a few jerk offs in her life. Something about the way Roman reacts everytI bring her up makeswonder if he was ever one of them. He's not a bad looking man, even though he's pushing forty-five. Youthful for his age ad definitely well built, but I don't really think she'd go for someone that old so I ignore it. Still, his undisguised interest in her irksa bit.
"She just wanted to know I was safe. She's pissed that I left her in that cabin," I admit.
He turns around and studi studies me. "You u deft by her? Where?" 1 grimace, feeling guilt ride overlike a tidal wave. “Blackjack Creek Roman's eyes bulge. "You've got to be kidding me." I shake my bead. I'm m not. I couldn't take her with me. She would never have letjoin the Elder Few. She hates you guys, you know," To my surprise, Roman chuckles. "Yes. I remember her distinct dislike for our ways." He sighs as if remembering something. "Your mother practically abandoned you both when your father died, didn't she?" "There's nothing practical about it. She more sure than abandoned us. She's even trying to get her hands on the money my father left us Delilah and Charlie stop mid sentence, painfully aware of what I was about to say. Fuck Charlie. I swallow the lump of pain that tries to climb up my throat with the thought of him. Hoping my face is as blank as I intend it to be, I go on, "Delilah and I have struggled for a while. But I paid for a week at that cabin and she should have been fine. It's not my fault she decided to leave." Roman's eyes grow worried. 'She left? Where is she?" I shrug, realizing she never did tell me. "In a motel I think." 1/3 Chapter Two Hundred Six "Well that's bullshit, Roman safa. "I have plenty of space here. When Treturn, you and I will go and pick her up. She can stay with us." I laugh, unable to help myself. "Oht That I go over well. I don't know if he'll agree Roman chuckles and meets my gaze. "She doesn't have to agree. You're the head of your family now. It's your job to make her agree. Is that understood?" 1 nod, then fall back on the bed exhausted. "Yes sir." "Good," Roman says. "Like I said. We'll fetch her the moment I get back. He starts to close the door, then stops. "She's of age now, you know. You need to start thinking about a match for her. Get srest.
I stare at the ceiling until I hear his motorcycle start up and leave. Then I whip out my phone and start to dial my sister, but a call comes in before I can finish.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWhat the hell? It's four a.m.
It's a number I don't recognize, but as it might be Roman calling from a burner phone, I answer anyway. "Hello?" "Cane!" Delilah's voice sounds on the other end..
"D" I jerk up in bed. "I was just about to call you. Whose number is this? Why aren't you using your phone?" I can hear her snart of indignation over the line and I can practically see her contemptuous smirk. "You were about to call me? Really? At four in the morning?" I groan, "Yes D. I was. Whose phone are you on?" She sighs, "A friend's. I I lost my phone somewhere, so I'm using hers." "Okay. Well, I was about to call you and tell you that I can cand pick you up in the next day or so. You don't have to worry anymore! have somewhere for us to stay." She's so quiet for so long that for a moment I think she's hung up. "Delilah?" "Yeah. Um... I'm here. It's just that“-she sighs-"If you can just tellwhere you are, my friend and I will cto you." "Nuh-uh. Na friends. Just you," I say adamantly.
Then, no! I won't of I won't come," she snaps.
I groan. "For fuck's sake D, Why do you always have to be so difficult?" "Cane, just tellwhere you are. My friend needs your help," she says. It's about those creatures you were chasing. You know.... the-